Cheng Jiang was so arrogant that he crawled on the ground. He couldn't figure it out anyway. Why did the official change the subject and point the finger at Li Bangyan and himself?

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment and said, "It's good that you know your guilt."

Cheng Jiang's face was ashes, and Zhao Ji continued, "Since he knew the crime, does Cheng Aiqing know what to do?"

Cheng Jiang was stuck in his throat and finally squeezed out four words: "I know." He paused for a moment and said with difficulty: "The old minister is old and has suffered an old illness recently. I beg your Majesty to plan to return home and live a life of his life."

Zhao Ji knocked on the imperial case lightly and said, "Cheng Aiqing has made contributions to the country. I really can't bear to leave the court. But then again, there is a banquet that will be separated in the world. State affairs are not a joke, so let's be approved. The decree will be issued tomorrow and will allow Cheng Aiqing to return home in a rich manner. Local officials must be careful to welcome him and not slacken."

The expression on Cheng Jiang's face was even worse than crying, and he kowtowed heavily: "Your Majesty's kindness, the old minister cannot repay you."

Zhao Huan was completely stunned. In a blink of an eye, one of his left and right arms was dismissed and the other retired and returned home. He thought his wings were full, but who knew that Zhao Ji turned him into a lonely prince in just a few words. Zhao Huan was extremely afraid. Zhao Ji praised him a few words just now, and he felt that Zhao Ji had already believed the scholar's words, and he was very pleased. Now it seems that he realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Huan was completely disappointed and fell to the ground with a thump, kowtowed to Zhao Ji, "Father, the emperor... the son is guilty."

Zhao Ji didn't even look at him and said lightly: "My ancestors of all the Song dynasties are famous for their wise and wise. Since I ascended the throne, I have been unable to sleep at night, walking on thin ice, and I dare not slacken at all. Why? I don't want to shame the country..."

"Father..." Zhao Huan burst into tears. The more Zhao Ji ignored him, the more he felt the seriousness of the situation. Now in front of all civil and military officials, he would rather Zhao Ji scold him fiercely than be worried at all times. He cried and said, "I will die, please punish my father."

Zhao Ji continued, "But I only know today..." He stood up from the imperial chair, with his hands on his back, his eyes flashed with anger, and said in a high voice: "It turns out that I am just a sensual and sensible person, a fool who firmly believes in the art of yellow and white, and a jealous wise man who uses treacherous lords. My Song Dynasty's promotion to the world turned out to be the withering of people's livelihood, the people's clothes are not covered, the food cannot fill their stomachs, and they are devastated, as if they are buried in dangerous buildings."

"Son of mine... I'd like to resign from the prince, please choose another one..." Zhao Huan mustered up great courage. Only then did he realize that he had lost all the money. Zhao Ji's attitude towards him made him feel a bone-chilling chill in his heart. If he knew each other now, he would still be a romantic prince. If he delayed it any longer, he would be afraid that he would be an ordinary citizen.

"Stop!" Zhao Ji's eyes swept on Zhao Huan's face like a blade, and the sound was like thunder, interrupting Zhao Huan's words. Zhao Ji's tone slowed down a little, and said quietly: "Why should I resign if the Eastern Palace is so wise? If I deposed you, will the country of the Song Dynasty still need? Do I dare not abide by the laws of the ancestors? Do I dare to remain indifferent to the hopes of the people? If you say such words again, wouldn't I put me in a position of unkindness and justice? Is it necessary for me to confirm this foolish monarch? The foundation of the Song Dynasty is still expected to consolidate, how could I depose you?"

This series of rhetorical questions scared Zhao Huan's clothes soaked. He didn't dare to let out his anger. He crawled in the hall, looking extremely desolate.

Zhao Ji said lightly: "Where is the King of Pingxi?"

Chen Ao Xin walked out and bowed, "I'm here."

Zhao Ji said: "The prince is talented and intelligent, and he will be the wise emperor in the future. From now on, study in the East Palace. Only by studying hard can you establish a great cause in the future. My revival of the Song Dynasty will all be on him. From now on, you will urge the prince to study and not slacken."

Chen Ao seemed to hear something: Get rid of the prince well and don’t slack off. He couldn’t help but think that this emperor has always been very happy with merits and is immersed in the peaceful and prosperous times of his fantasy. In Fengheng Yuda, his ball was suddenly pierced in front of the civil and military officials of the court, and a lot of dark fire was imagined. Now the prince is wise and he is stupid. Although Zhao Ji has made up his mind to depose the prince, he will never take action during this period. After all, everyone has just said the prince’s good words in public, and now he is acting like committing crimes against the wind.

In Zhao Ji's opinion, Zhao Huan's sin is not wise. From his heart, Zhao Ji has long been dissatisfied with Zhao Huan. He said that he is smart and not smart, and he is not capable. He really doesn't look like his son of Zhao Ji? Who is Zhao Ji? Such a smart person, playing, playing, singing, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, is all very proficient. Ordinary people have one attainable that can achieve his achievements, which is enough to become famous all over the world, but Zhao Ji has all reached the level of a master. Not to mention this, Zhao Ji's interests such as classics, Cuju, and Duanyu are all the people who have reached the pinnacle.

Just such a person was said to be worthless, but instead he praised the mediocre prince. Zhao Ji was an extremely conceited person. When he encountered this situation, his first reaction was not that he had done something wrong, but that the prince spreads remarks and is building momentum for himself. Why did the prince build momentum? What was the intention behind this? In fact, you can understand it by just thinking about it.

His son, his own prince, dared to clamor around to belittle his father and thus earn a reputation for himself. Zhao Ji is willing to hand over the world to him with such a son?

Chen Ao said solemnly: "I obey the order."

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A court debate ended in disagreement. It took only more than an hour for the entire court to reshuffle again. Li Bangyan ended in disgrace. Cheng Jiang returned home. The prince, who had finally been exposed to government affairs, had to return to the Eastern Palace to study. The real benefit was King Pingxi, and Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen, a person who usually doesn't love his uncle and doesn't love him, and even everyone treats him like a hard rock in the cesspool, became very popular at this time. As soon as the court discussion dispersed, many court bosses who didn't even greet each other came to congratulate Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen said with a stern face: "I am entrusted by Your Majesty and dare not slackew. Since I have made this order today, I should not be a corpse. From tomorrow, starting from the province, we will thoroughly check officials at all levels. Those who do their best to do things will stay and continue to be appointed. If you are negligent and slackened, just start the rebellion."

Yang Zhen said lightly, but everyone was scared to the face of earth. They all said that the new official had three fires when he took office. However, the first move of this Lord Yang was to attack the officials in the court. As expected, he was a stone in the pit, smelly and hard. Being an official in the Song Dynasty was the most comfortable in all dynasties. Without a court stick or a behead, there were very few people who started the business. It was not easy for everyone to bring a golden rice bowl. Whoever smashed everyone’s meals should not fight you? But Yang Zhenyu was not shocking and refused to stop and petrified everyone.

Kaige...Who do you think you are?

Many people were furious, especially the ministers and ministers, whose faces became bad. They started with the ministry, followed by the three ministries, and then the six ministries, and the government offices in the capital. As the bosses in the court, of course, everyone does not have to be afraid of Yang Zhen, but who has few close children and disciples, and then the fire will be burned to their heads. What should I do?

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Yang Zhen said calmly: "I will express my congratulations to Your Majesty in this matter. As long as the order is given, everyone will be prepared. There are too many redundant staff in this Bianjing City, and you can imagine what the lower one looks like?" He held his hands and his eyes fell on Shen Ao who was about to go from the palace, and said to Shen Ao: "King Pingxi stays."

Shen Ao stopped with a smile, turned around and said, "Mr. Yang, congratulations."

Yang Zhen said with a stern face: "There is no need to say anything about congratulations. I want to clean up the redundant staff in the capital. I wonder if Your Highness can support you?"

Shen Ao stared at him, thinking that he had heard it wrong. There were redundant dynasties throughout the dynasties, and it reached its peak during the Huizong Dynasty. The reason was that there were no good deeds every year. There were so many scholars now. Now there were so many scholars. The court first created a Jinshi, but later it felt that there were so many people in the imperial examination, so it expanded its enrollment and added a Jinshi. Later, there was a Jinshi. To put it bluntly, these people were all officials, and as officials in the Song Dynasty, there was basically no retirement. The men all had a passionate desire to save the world. They were paralyzed in bed or were willing to move when they were not working, and they would never move when they were paralyzed or returned to the west. It was just a bad thing to resign and retire. Most people still lived until they were old and worked until they were old. They must work until they were exhausted. They must work until their son gave birth to grandsons, and grandsons had great-grandsons.

But now, Lord Yang, who had inexplicably entered the school, suddenly wanted to remove the redundant staff, which was equivalent to letting a person take a vacation early. As an official of the Song Dynasty, as these people who read the books of sages, it was an insult. They were still young and energetic and had to contribute to the court. How could they leave just by saying that?

Shen Ao couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Yang is so courageous."

The word "Da" is a taboo word for politicians and officials in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. Dare means offending people, and offending people means being counterattacked and opposing people. In later generations, opposition may be just a bombardment of you, but in this era, people may be going to kill you. Shang Yang's car was broken and Zhang Juzheng was dug up by someone. What will happen to Yang Zhen? I'm afraid only God knows.

Yang Zhen looked at Shen Ao, looking at death, and said, "Does Your Highness agree with my proposal?"

Many people looked at Shen Ao, and Shen Ao pondered for a moment. From his heart, Shen Ao didn't like the officials to use their remaining heat without any trouble, but of course he knew what the consequences would be for supporting Yang Zhen.

Chen Ao hesitated for a moment and said lightly: "If Lord Yang writes the memorial, he will send it to my residence. I will sign it with a name. If this is done well, it will be beneficial to the future."

Chen Ao thought to himself, damn, Yang Zhen dares to do it, why don’t I, this fool? Oppose? Who will oppose it, I slap him to death.

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Chapter completed!